Texty: Fun Lovin Criminals. Bag Of Hits. King Of New York.
Franky was a mook from the block we used to live on
The wanna be the gangster
The wanna be the dapper don,
Don John on the wall, I said, "I'm your biggest fan"
"Next to my little brother Paul"
He's losin' his grip, like Pesci, he'd flip
And you talk to his brother he said, "He always planned this trip"
He wasn't oky dokie running around like Don Quixote
Tryin' to free a man, he didn't even know B
He had the roots and he bought the suits
And the boys didn't like him to tell you the truth, yea
He had J.G. on his pinky ring and he
Lied about some doin' some time up in sing sing
Flipped one fine summer afternoon
He told his brother Paulie, somethin' had to be done soon
He took Paulie and a couple of boys and jacked the
Coup de ville to Illinois
La di da di, free John Gotti
La di da di, la di
La di da di, free John Gotti
The King of New York
The King of New York
La di da di, free John Gotti
La di da di, la di
La di da di, free John Gotti
The King of New York
Man the King of New York
He got a clipper from a stripper, he met at a club
Two sticks of dynamite and thirty eight snub
He went to see the don, without an invitation
And stood outside the gate with his three man demonstration
Waving picket signs, and the C.O. saw a nine
And only Paulie go away with the skin on his behind
And back in the borough, the cops are acting thorough
They raided Franky's room
And then they saw his bureau, upon it was a note
With a rhyme that was dope
How he was breakin' John out and how he couldn't cope
I said, "I don't fly coach, never save the roach"
The King of New York
The King of New York
I said, "I don't fly coach, never save the roach"
The King of New York
The King of New York
I said, "I never fly coach, never save the roach"
The King of New York
The King of New York
La di da di, free John Gotti
La di da di, la di
La di da di, free John Gotti
The King of New York
Man the King of New york
La di da di, free John Gotti
La di da di, la di
La di da di, free John Gotti
The King of New York
Man the King of New York
La di da di, free John Gotti
La di da di, la di
La di da di, free John Gotti
The King of New York
Man the King of New york
La di da di, free John Gotti
La di da di, la di
La di da di, free John Gotti
The King of New York
Man the King of New York
The King of New York
The King of New York
The King of New York
(Yeah)
The King, the King, the King of New York
The King of New York
Now, the King of New York
King, the King of New York
King, the King of New York
King, King, the King of New York
The wanna be the gangster
The wanna be the dapper don,
Don John on the wall, I said, "I'm your biggest fan"
"Next to my little brother Paul"
He's losin' his grip, like Pesci, he'd flip
And you talk to his brother he said, "He always planned this trip"
He wasn't oky dokie running around like Don Quixote
Tryin' to free a man, he didn't even know B
He had the roots and he bought the suits
And the boys didn't like him to tell you the truth, yea
He had J.G. on his pinky ring and he
Lied about some doin' some time up in sing sing
Flipped one fine summer afternoon
He told his brother Paulie, somethin' had to be done soon
He took Paulie and a couple of boys and jacked the
Coup de ville to Illinois
La di da di, free John Gotti
La di da di, la di
La di da di, free John Gotti
The King of New York
The King of New York
La di da di, free John Gotti
La di da di, la di
La di da di, free John Gotti
The King of New York
Man the King of New York
He got a clipper from a stripper, he met at a club
Two sticks of dynamite and thirty eight snub
He went to see the don, without an invitation
And stood outside the gate with his three man demonstration
Waving picket signs, and the C.O. saw a nine
And only Paulie go away with the skin on his behind
And back in the borough, the cops are acting thorough
They raided Franky's room
And then they saw his bureau, upon it was a note
With a rhyme that was dope
How he was breakin' John out and how he couldn't cope
I said, "I don't fly coach, never save the roach"
The King of New York
The King of New York
I said, "I don't fly coach, never save the roach"
The King of New York
The King of New York
I said, "I never fly coach, never save the roach"
The King of New York
The King of New York
La di da di, free John Gotti
La di da di, la di
La di da di, free John Gotti
The King of New York
Man the King of New york
La di da di, free John Gotti
La di da di, la di
La di da di, free John Gotti
The King of New York
Man the King of New York
La di da di, free John Gotti
La di da di, la di
La di da di, free John Gotti
The King of New York
Man the King of New york
La di da di, free John Gotti
La di da di, la di
La di da di, free John Gotti
The King of New York
Man the King of New York
The King of New York
The King of New York
The King of New York
(Yeah)
The King, the King, the King of New York
The King of New York
Now, the King of New York
King, the King of New York
King, the King of New York
King, King, the King of New York
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